I rode the last two mornings on the trainer. It hasn't been that cold in the a.m., but god damn it is dark. Honestly, I just haven't felt like putting layers of clothing to go ride my whole work-out in the dark. So, it's the trainer, iPod and ESPN for me.
My plan was to do trainer work-outs in the a.m. this week and then do the cross-practice on Tuesday night. However, we discovered that the FSA crankset we put on the Redline won't work: it doesn't provide enough clearance for the single chain ring. So, we have to put a new one on, which won't happen until Thursday. I'll have it to race on, but no cross practice for me. I was hoping to get some pointers from some of the other cross racers, but I'd rather have the bike working well than not.
It strange, but I feel like cyclocross is the missing piece to my cycling world. I love riding on the road, the speed, the draft, the flow of the group is addicting, but if I want to race it's either crits or road races. Crits scare the crap out of me and most of the road races are not close to Chicago. Also, I think you need team support to do well racing on the road. Mountain biking presents the same problem with many of the races being far away, requiring a whole weekend to race.
But, with cross, there's a race on almost every Saturday and Sunday from October 1 to December 20. In the Chicago series of 6 races, the farthest is only 60 mi. away.
I'm excited about Saturday's race. Now that I didn't kill myself at my first race, I have some, well, a little confidence. I'd like to get some more time on the Redline. Maybe if I can skate out of work early on Friday, I can get an hour or so on some dirt with it.